Choose The Path: Chapter 1
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Poem- Love
It's a never ending tale of your own existence it may never have a happy ending all that's left is marks of teeth and claws left from battles bruised muzzles and torn ears broken bones and tails stunned to remain still just for the sake of love
Love
It's a never ending tale of your own existence it may never have a happy ending all that's left is marks of teeth and claws left from battles bruised muzzles and torn ears broken bones and tails stunned to remain still just for the sake of love
Wolfie
The torn ear? the same. but...... its not just those people who ruined my life. its the world. i'll corrupt each and everyone of you furries and non-furries alike! you hear me!?
Calls
"yes please," said alaina as she balanced the phone between her bruised shoulder and her torn ear. "and bring extra screech." she wasn't about to just give up drinking. the fourth call came after alaina got out of the shower. it was her mother again.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 39
All the injured wolves, sitting on their blankets and tarps, with their bandaged heads and arms, with their eyepatches and torn ears, with their splinted legs, with their frostbitten fingers and toes.
Refuge In Refraction: Chapter Three
He went to a white bedsheet with a red cross in the center, pushing it aside as a wolf scurried around, stopping to give him a quick bow, then went over to a rabbit with a torn ear. "hello, cecil."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 130
All the injured wolves, sitting on their blankets and tarps, with their bandaged heads and arms, with their eyepatches and torn ears, with their splinted legs, with their frostbitten fingers and toes.
Part 2
"about what-" i shot him a challenging glare, flicking my torn ear and he shut up. his ropy tail started flicking in his lap. i knew he noticed it this morning.
Trainer Tales 1
"i want to work on setting her leg right away and stitching up her torn ear. it won't be easy to watch and i don't want either of you to have to sit through it.
Tilted Scales - Part 1 (Preview)
Merick reached up to touch his torn ear as the smoke in the air started to irritate the wound, and he was glad to feel the bleeding had mostly stopped. but what he didn't see in the dim firelight was what was wrong with the dragon before him.
In The Right Places.
A few guys stop by while i sit there, a rugged coyote with a torn ear and a few scars, a jaguar who's as small as i am, and mink. i turn them down, though they do make me feel better; at least they don't care if they're seen in public with me.